The Plan

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Vincent's Pov

I had a better idea, so I went back outside in the cold and waited in my car until Elsa came back out from the hospital. The rain started to fall and all I did was wanted to sleep but I had to keep my eyes open. After an hour or two Elsa came rushing out of the hospital, and from the looks of it, she seemed to be crying. I got out of my car and gave the security guard two hundred dollars to keep a watch on my car until tomorrow. I was rich, yes I'm well aware of that. Elsa didn't get a cab at first but at her second try, she was lucky. I quickly ran up to her trying to look anxious as if I was eager to get somewhere. I told her that I would pay, at first I thought she would have refused my offer but luckily she didn't. When I went up to her, she just stared at me like she was lost, I had no idea why. So, I had to snap her out of her illusion.

I got into the cab with her, and I tried releasing some of the water that was submerging my hair. I knew she was looking at me, it wasn't hard to tell. My plan was to try and get close to her, you know get her number and try to be friends. She was my card to Carlton.

"Hi, I'm Vincent." I stretched my hand out to her. After an endless session of trying to flirt with her, and a slow moving traffic everything went well. I was getting where I wanted, she seemed to had fallen for my tricks already. I'm not planning to fall in love with her or anything but if she did fall for me, then it's her fault, I just asked if we could be friends. She was a really nice girl, she had pretty eyes and I won't lie she was really sexy. I would say she was perfect and I bet boys literally drooled over her. Even though she wore such loose clothes and her hair and makeup were all messy, she still looked simply beautiful. At some point, I lied to her, like when she asked where I was from I said the Dominican Republic which was a lie but that didn't matter. But I also said I wasn't from around here, so technically that part was true.

By the time our conversation got deeper, I looked across my left shoulder staring through the cab's foggy window, only to be accompanied by a view that instantly changed my mood. It was my father's car, I haven't seen him for almost a month now. He was in London before I was, for almost two years to be exact and he had been doing well so far by staying under the radar. We got into a fight last month after his gold digger girlfriend tried to fuck me, I was truly innocent and since then he had been ignoring me. I turned to look at Elsa and said I'll take it from here. I pulled out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to her, at first she refused but since I knew her weakness was talking sweet to her, she took the money. I collected her number, and I left. Elsa was my only chance at getting close to Carlton, he seemed to really care about her. I headed over to my father's BMW and knocked on the window. A moment later the car door opened and I hopped inside, only to be greeted by the face of no other than my gang's worst enemy; Carlton. So much for trying to use Elsa.

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